Two days passed in the blink of an eye.
On the third day. Early morning.
A light rain drifted down from the dark sky, sprinkling evenly on the ground of Black Rock City.
In the north of the central part of Black Rock City.
A majestic building stood there. It was flat and stable, and it was 30 meters tall. There was a huge horizontal board hanging above the door.
On it were carved five imposing golden words-Northwest Auction House.
Looking down from the sky, more than a dozen people appeared around the huge Northwest Auction House.
They were rushing to the auction house along the streets or alleys. Among them were rich men riding dragon-horse tractors, noble ladies raising low-level demon beasts as pets, and young elites riding demon beasts.
Of course, most of them were unfamiliar cultivators, accounting for 70% of the total number.
Outside the door, Li Mo looked at the words on the board and walked in with Zhang Ming Yang.
"You two are?"
The receptionist who was standing guard outside the door could tell that the young man was extraordinary and quickly walked over to ask. After all, a person of noble status could not sit in an ordinary seat like others.
"Disciples of the Golden-sun Sect."
Li Mo and Zhang Mingyang showed their sect disciple tokens.
"Esteemed guests, this way please!"
The receptionist welcomed him.
Walking in front, the receptionist in a thin silk dress twisted her small waist.
She was already thinking about how generous her reward would be if she served the two sect disciples well.
The auction house was huge, even more magnificent than the auction house in Li Mo's world. The walls were inlaid with gold and crystals, forming beautiful patterns.
It did not look vulgar at all. Instead, it gave people a sense of satisfaction.
Their private room was on the left side of the stone auction stage.
The private room wasn't big, and there weren't many things inside. There were only a few demon beast leather chairs and a red sandalwood table inlaid with gold that was filled with desserts and fruits. There were some landscape paintings on the walls.
"If you two need any service, you can tell me. I'll be right outside the private room.”
She wasn't the only receptionist. Everyone was in charge of a private room.
"Alright," the good man said.
The receptionist walked out and closed the door. Zhang Mingyang sat on the chair made of demonic beast leather. It was soft and had a fragrance.
"The private room is really good. There are even demon beast leather chairs to sit on.”
Li Mo sat on the leather chair beside Zhang Mingyang and smiled.""That's all you've got. You're the second young master of the Zhang family after all.”
"Don't mention it. I won't inherit the Zhang family. I don't care anyway. I can be an outer elder in the Golden-sun Sect.”Zhang Ming Yang picked up a grape and put it into his mouth.
Li Mo shook his head and said nothing. His goal was simple. He wanted to become stronger and explore the mysteries of the world.
In the third private room next door, there were five young people.
The person on the far left was Tang Qingfeng, who had been defeated by Li Mo last night. Sitting next to him was the beautiful woman, Zhou Ling.
In the middle was a young man dressed in purple and gold. He was about seventeen or eighteen years old, and his eyebrows were thick like knives. His eyes were shining like two black gems, and they could capture one's soul.
His legs were very long, about three to four inches longer than a normal person's. As he sat there, he was bold and imposing. Boundless pressure filled the entire private room. He was obviously the leader of the five.
The two people on the young man's right were dressed in the same purple clothes as Li Ling. There was no gold. Their auras were thick and domineering, and they were not inferior to Tang Qingfeng.
"Tang Qingfeng, I haven't seen you for a few years. Your cultivation has improved a lot.”The young man stroked the storage ring on his finger and said casually.
Tang Qingfeng had a complicated expression on his face as he said,"
"How can I compare to you, Ouyang Baiyue, who was nurtured as a foundation establishment seed in the sect.”
"Of course. In the entire Country of Fire, other than the Childe of Coldwind Valley who has already entered the Foundation Establishment Stage, our Senior Brother Ouyang is one of the top figures.”
One of the two on the right said.
"That's right, that's right. However, I heard that this time, disciples from the five sects will come, especially Mo Ziqi, who is as famous as you. I'm afraid that his goal is the same as yours, that treasured saber.”
Tang Qingfeng said.
Ouyang Baiyue sneered,"Among the five sects, other than those who have already built their foundation, the others are insignificant. Mo Ziqi is no exception."”
At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared on the crystal glass opposite him.
The figure was dressed in white, his body was straight and thin, and his steps seemed to be slow.
The receptionist behind her couldn't keep up with the rhythm and almost fell. She looked as if she had seen a ghost.
Judging from his temperament, the figure left a deep impression.
However, when her gaze shifted to his face, it was very disappointing. Because he had a common face, very ordinary, so ordinary that you wouldn't be able to find him in a crowd.
"Mo Ziqi."
Ouyang Baiyue's eyes were like lightning as they flashed in the air. His body's center of gravity was slightly lowered, and the sturdy demonic beast leather chair creaked under the weight.
As if sensing Ouyang Baiyue's gaze, the figure turned his head and met Ouyang Baiyue's gaze. His aura was as heavy as water.
The greeter felt strange. The crystal glass could only see the outside from the inside, but the outside couldn't see the inside. Why did this disciple of Cold Wind Valley seem to see a person?
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